Morning pages – 4 out of 7 days. Taking up time I want to spend doing other things.
Artist’s date – on Tuesday I took the long route home, through the Botanic Gardens and enjoyed what was a brilliant summer evening. I looked at the Peace Shrine and walked up past the Henry Moore sculpture. I took a few photos on the way home and some later that evening (see above). I’ve put one of these on my PC at work, so that I can look at this whenever I have a phone conversation instead of whatever document I happen to have open on my screen at any given time. I’ve been finding that both relaxing and inspiring.
The other tasks – looking back through my morning pages. No thanks. I can remember rather too well what’s in them and I don’t need reminding. I can think of some patterns that are all too obvious, like being black and white, saying should and shouldn’t and generally beating myself up. I didn’t do the collage thingy with pictures of myself either. I have made a list of goals for the next year in relation to my fve year plan, and I’ve started on one of those already.
You may have noticed I’ve marked this goal as done. That’s because I’ve looked at the tasks for the remaining weeks and decided that they are more busywork and seem like pretending to be creative to me. I could do those and tell myself that I am making progress because I am doing something. However one thing I know about myself is that I procrastinate because I tell myself I don’t have the right equipment, surroundings or circumstances to do whatever it is. The remaining weeks seem to me to be concerned with these things, therefore I think I am better off out there doing. I do not need collages or rocks or whatever.


